My mother tongue, Mende, is very expressive, very figurative, and when I write, I always struggle to find the English equivalent of… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
As a kid in Africa, you were so connected to nature itself because you went farming, watched the moon out at night,… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
Some nights the sky wept stars that quickly floated and disappeared into the darkness before our wishes could meet them. — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
I lay in my bed night after night staring at the ceiling and thinking, Why have I survived the war? Why was… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
“That night for the first time in my life I realized that it is the physical presence of people and their spirits… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
“At night it felt as if we were walking with the moon. It followed us under thick clouds and waited for us at the… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
“I learned that you are not free until you stop others from making you feel worthless. Because if you do not, you will eventually… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
ONE OF THE UNSETTLING THINGS about my journey, mentally, physically, and emotionally, was that I wasn’t sure when or where it was going to… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
For many observers, a child who has known nothing but war, a child for whom the Kalashnikov is the only way to make a… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
My squad is my family, my gun is my provider, and protector, and my rule is to kill or be killed. — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
My mother tongue, Mende, is very expressive, very figurative, and when I write, I always struggle to find the English equivalent of things that… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
Some people tried to hurt us to protect themselves, their family and communities...This was one of the consequences of civil war. People stopped trusting… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
I grew up in Sierra Leone, in a small village where as a boy my imagination was sparked by the oral tradition of storytelling.… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
My childhood had gone by without my knowing, and it seemed as if my heart had frozen. — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
“Circumstances will change and things will be fine, just hold on a little more” — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
This is one of the consequences of the civil war. People stop trusting each other, and every stranger becomes an enemy. — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
A lot of people, when they say 'forgive and forget,' they think you completely wash your brain out and forget everything. That is not… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
It's exhausting writing nonfiction, particularly when it's personal. It's tiring, always speaking about things that are not necessarily fun retelling. — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
I had a very simple, unremarkable and happy life. And I grew up in a very small town. And so my life was made… — Ishmael Beah Copy Share Image
